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Nearly.

She was willing to fight for me.

That was good enough for now.

Chapter 10

If one is not meant to have a midnight snack...then why is there a light in the fridge?

-One of life’s unanswered questions

Rue

“You little pecker head,” I gasped as I backed up out of the room. “I need security!”

Cody came meandering down the hall, and I do mean meandering. No concern in his step whatsoever.

“Why?” Cody asked as he peeked around the curtain and then widened his eyes at what he saw. “What the fuck?”

“What’s going on?” Mona, Cody’s mother, and the charge nurse, asked.

We both stood aside to let her see. “Oh, my.”

Oh my, was right.

The psych patient in room 13 was truly in need of a psych consult. Stat.

“Go on, Cody. Go be a man,” I urged him with a nudge of my elbow.

Cody shook his head. “No, thank you.”

Mona looked on with a flabbergasted expression on her face. “How’d he get those paddles? And where’d he get those needles?”

“Fuc-uh, heck if I know,” I said thoughtfully.

“The real question is, what do you think is in them?” Cody wondered.

I concurred.

One could hope it was only tap water, but there was really no telling. He’d been smart so far. No one had even known he’d had the weapons until I’d entered the room moments ago.

“Code White, Room 13,” a disembodied voice said over the loud speaker. “Repeat, Code White.”

Code white was the code that was called when a combative person or assailant was a current threat to staff or other personnel.

That was the code used to get security there, stat.

It normally would’ve worked, too, if the patient hadn’t chosen that point to line the needle up with his neck, stab it in his throat, and depress the plunger.

I hadn’t meant to start moving.

Somehow I’d done it, though.

I was right beside him, slapping the other needle out of his hand and dropping down to the floor to duck his fist all in about three seconds.

He used that moment to kick my side, throwing my off balance and slamming me hard against the wall.

I covered my head with my hands, knowing that he was about to hit me again, or worse, put about 3000 volts into me.

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